"6th Sense"
What is this
It's a feeling in the pit of my heart
I feel like I want something
but at the same time it's ripping me apart
I can't describe it
I know it's not love but it feels similar
I want to get something done
but I don't know what it is
I can't even think straight
I just want to finish it
It's right in my chest
I am afraid to know what it is
I don't want to do anything
I just wanna sit
I don't want to talk
I don't want to get up
There is nobody in particular I'm feeling this towards
What is it?
What is it that could make me feel so useless
My life is all good
but I don't have a clue what to do
So the question is... What Do I Do
It's frustrating, but I don't feel frustrated
I'm angry, but I don't feel angry
I'm anxious, but I don't have anything to do
I have no idea
So tell me what should I do?
A "Tony" Poem
This poem was written by Tony Breese on Feb 29, 2008.
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Always great!